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Gerard catches Bob claiming the last cup of coffee.
On a scale of cuddles to rough sex i need everything on the fucking scale.
Reblog if the MUN has scars
Beetlejuice â Tim Burton (1988)
OH MY. It's on, little man.
Or, -smirks- we could go get a beer. I finally found some shitty, cheap Jersey beer in this upper-class white trash LA neighborhood. How does Gee survive here? Whatever. Listen, man, howâs this: we could drink it on the curb, pinkies up and everything. âCause pinkie sips are classy as a motherfuck. Also cause cheap beer reminds me of the summer when I was 15. Not that those were good times, just that I was really fucking hammered. -laughs-
Getting hammered on cheap beer? Hell yeah. Lets do this. We'll act like classy fuckers and laugh at the peasants that walk by. Because they aren't us. They are fucking ridiculous cause they ain't drinking our beer and being us. Right? Right? Right. Lets do this shit.
Having come across Sheridan in their bedroom, quiet and seemingly sobbing. He sighed and stepped inside. He didn't say anything as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
Sheridan didnât want Mikey to see her sobbing, but the moment that she felt his arms wrapping around her she knew she was caught. âWhy are we like this?â She asked softly, burying her face against him. âI donât want to lose you Mikey.â
"They are⊠Iâ Weâll work this out. We always do, Sheri. My butterfly." He released a small sigh before pulling her up to kiss her forehead. "No⊠Donât. I donât want you to change. I love you the way you are."
"What made you start calling me your butterfly? Iâe always been curious." Sheridan whispered, looking at him with a small smile. "Then Iâll stay the same. I just.. I miss the older days. When all we did was laugh, joke around, and act like dogs in heat."
"Because you always seemed to be able to disguise yourself. But you are beautiful. Bright." He ran his fingers through her hair, a smile still on his lips. "In time... If we can make it through this, then we can do anything."
Ugh⊠I feel so sick again today.
Should I make you some soup? Need a blanket?
Nawh, man⊠I donât think I can keep anything down. I hope itâs not gonna be like this when you guys take me on the road.
Aw man. You need get to feeling better. Seriously. Let's get you into bed!
Having come across Sheridan in their bedroom, quiet and seemingly sobbing. He sighed and stepped inside. He didn't say anything as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
Sheridan didnât want Mikey to see her sobbing, but the moment that she felt his arms wrapping around her she knew she was caught. âWhy are we like this?â She asked softly, burying her face against him. âI donât want to lose you Mikey.â
"Our fights are so stupid, Mikey. Itâs like we live to nit pick at everything now." Sheridan muttered, crawling onto his lap. "I love you too. Canât we just.. try to work things out?" She asked, looking at him hopefully. "Iâll change if I need to.."
"They are... I-- We'll work this out. We always do, Sheri. My butterfly." He released a small sigh before pulling her up to kiss her forehead. "No... Don't. I don't want you to change. I love you the way you are."
I will spike all your sushi with sleeping meds if you don't get your ass to bed, right now.
"Then your ass is gonna be carrying mine to bed."
Gerard shook his head with a light laugh, tightening the hug on Mikey. âNo. I want to be in here near you, so then if something starts happening I can wake you up easy and get you calmed down.â It had been this way since they were youngâ Mikey would have nightmares, mostly about monsters or zombies from old B-rated horror movies theyâd seen with their mother Donna, and Gerard would wake up and crawl over next to his brother to wake him up. Once he got Mikey calmed down enough to go to sleep again, Gerard would simply remain there with him, sleeping next to his brother until morning came.
Of course now, Gerard thought maybe Mikey wouldnât really enjoy the second part as much since he was an adult. He would have asked about it, but he shied away, wondering how weird on a scale of one to ten Mikey wouldâve thought Gerard was if he did. He kissed Mikeyâs head before letting him go and getting up, trying to hunt down the blanket closet so he could get started.
Mikey gave a small smile, remembering how Gerard would join in bed with him. A smile on his face. He tilted his head slightly and gave a nod. "Alright." He stated before standing to head towards the bathroom. "I'm gonna go get ready for bed now." He glanced back at Gerard, knowing he knew where to get things if he needed it. "You can use the other bathroom if you need to, but you know that." He smirked and disappeared into the bathroom.
I want some chicken wings. Thank you, Chris.... Damn gif.
Original gif credit:Â http://miriapocalypse.tumblr.com/
Itâs EDC Weekend! Are you having as much fun this weekend as the kernels in our MicroRave?
Having come across Sheridan in their bedroom, quiet and seemingly sobbing. He sighed and stepped inside. He didn't say anything as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
Sheridan didnât want Mikey to see her sobbing, but the moment that she felt his arms wrapping around her she knew she was caught. âWhy are we like this?â She asked softly, burying her face against him. âI donât want to lose you Mikey.â
The bassist released a small sigh, resting against her slightly. "I don't know... I don't want to lose you too. I'm sorry..." He pulled her close, tightening his grasp around her. "I love you, Sheri."
Ugh⊠I feel so sick again today.
Should I make you some soup? Need a blanket?
Send me a ship and I will reply with lyrics or a quote that reminds me of it.
WHEN CHARACTERS WONâT ADMIT THEIR FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER EVEN THOUGH ITâS SO OBVIOUS
Itâs even better because heâs on a ship.